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Section 440
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1Perd.
2Ile not put
3The Dible in earth, to set one slip of them:
4No more then were I painted, I would wish
5This youth should say 'twer well: and onely therefore
6Desire to breed by me. Here’s flowres for you:
7Hot Lauender, Mints, Sauory, Mariorum,
8The Mary‑gold, that goes to bed with’Sun,